Upon hearing his cousin ask about this, Qin Ming coughed, "He is most likely the scion of a big consortium."
Meng Xue narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Oh? Is that so?"
"I did check out that friend of yours. He doesn't seem to have any background."
Qin Ming's eyes darted around, making an evasive response, "But what you checked might not be accurate either."
Meng Xue chuckled, "But you've dealt with many big consortium heirs. What's so special about this time?"
"Enough to make you do something so outrageous for him?"
At this point, Meng Xue brought a chair over and with a "bang," placed it in front of herself.
She sat down, crossed her long legs, and looked at Qin Ming, "Come on. Explain yourself properly."
"If your explanation is good enough, who knows, I might not beat you up today."
Qin Ming stiffened his neck and said, "I really thought he had status."
